Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 447

In a heartbeat, Marguerite’s body was trembling, her legs shaking.

She approached the car, her hands trembling as she reached out to touch Frederick’s shoulder, “Fred…Frederick, what happened? Wake up, wake up…”

Frederick did not react, and all that awaited her was a deathly silence.

Suddenly, Marguerite’s head was buzzing, and she pushed Frederick again with more force..

“Frederick, don’t scare me. Wake up, wake up!”

Her voice, tinged with a sob, had scarcely ceased when Frederick rolled towards her.

Taken aback, Marguerite instinctively extended her arms to catch him, only to realize he was soaked through.

Touching him, she realized he was covered in blood!

beat, and she turned to look at Hayes, only

dare to ambush

moonlight, Frederick’s face was deathly pale, his breathing heavy

Frederick from

feet

him, but she gritted her teeth and managed to

Frederick’s white shirt was thoroughly stained with blood, the crimson

was pungent and unbearable, and Marguerite could not help but shed tears

Marguerite’s nightgown, crying so

never experienced such a situation, and she was so panicked that her hands wouldn’t stop shaking. But she couldn’t afford to

her hands into fists, steadying herself enough to

basin of hot water right now,

tears, the streaks of blood on his face making a

hesitation, he turned and ran off. Now, she had to

Frederick, but she couldn’t find